I swore to some high-up old dude That I'd never find myself going back to you But that was old news And now I'm confused And it's starting to seem more like what did I do And I can't take it anymore I'm a castaway, hallucinating on the shore And you're that lemonade that I've been waiting out for So I'll take a sip and it makes me sick But I reminisce and I forget that we're a Plane crash, train wreck, tornado on a straight path Always coming back for more (All I remember is) Night skies, car rides, everything seemed all right That was just the eye of the storm (The eye of) the storm (The eye of) the storm (The eye of) the storm (The eye of) the storm And now when it passes August It's always hard to digest Why in the hell that I left Was it really that bad? Did we just quit or give this To little time to fix it We all have disagreements But was it really that bad? And I can't take it anymore I'm a castaway, hallucinating on the shore And you're that lemonade that I've been waiting out for So I'll take a sip and it makes me sick But I reminisce and I forget that we're a Plane crash, train wreck, tornado on a straight path Always coming back for more (All I remember is) Night skies, car rides, everything seemed all right That was just the eye of the storm (The eye of) the storm (The eye of) the storm (The eye of) the storm (The eye of) the storm The eye of the I can't take it anymore I'm a castaway, hallucinating on the shore